𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

Car Sex

Lost~ Frank Ocean
"He can't take care of you like this"

Robyn POV
I expanded my jaw letting out a shaky yawn as I got out of bed. Dayvon should be on his way to pick me up in a minute. He's taking me to a party in Englewood tonight.

I will gladly say that I woke up this Saturday at 7pm. I didn't go to sleep til 5am because I have insomnia. Oh how I hate that I barely get sleep—my sleep schedule has been like this for 3+ years, the bags on my eyes are abysmal.

ᴅᴀʏᴠᴏɴ🤴🏾
𝖠𝗒, 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒
𝖨'𝗆 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒

Me
Ok. I will be

I decided on a calm fit, nothing too flashy. My friends think I dress like an emo or an edgy skater kid, but I like my drab style. Luka used to always tell me; the goal is to not dress like everyone else

For my outfit I wore crispy white Air Force 1's, baggy blue jeans, a white 'My Chemical Romance' graphic tee, a white, black and grey zip up, a white Vans beanie and silver chains.

I covered my fingers with multiple rings. I don't like the way my fingers look sometimes

I eyed myself in the mirror, frowning at the way my pants would hang off of me.

I literally have no meat on my bones this shit is embarrassing. Dayvon is skinny but he has a lot of muscles, I need his damn gym routine.

I searched around my room, looking for a belt of some sort—only to find nothing. I sighed before going to my old Puma's that we were in my room. I took the thick, long, 6 foot lace out of them before looping it through my belt holes and tying it.

I looked in my mirror, now satisfied with my attire.

"This looks better." I said out loud

I grabbed my wallet, phone, charger, AirPods, lighter, rolling paper, weed and a grinder.

Since I've got to Chicago; I've picked up smoking. Mom would always tell me that smoking leads to other drugs but I think she was just being paranoid because I KNOW I'd never pop a perc, sniff a line, or shoot something into my veins.

She worries too much, I think that's where I get it from.

"Where are you going?" Aunt Georgie asked as she put the milk back into the refrigerator

Matthew was sitting at the island eating a bowl of cereal—Frosted Flakes to be exact. 

"Out with my friends, just to a party." I looked back as I headed for the door

"You're going to a party?" Matthew, Uncle Robert and Her asked surprised

"Uh, yea?" I responded confused

"Take your brother with you." Aunt Georgie told me

"Do I have to?" I sighed

"You acting like I'm begging to go, don't nobody wanna hang wit your ass." Matthew rolled his eyes

"Yes, you're taking him. You two barely spend time with each other. I'm sure your friends wouldn't mind, would they?" Aunt Georgie raised an eyebrow